Morning glory eyes:
A promise in every petal
Pot calling the kettle black books and white lies
You hide the blue streaks that you curse into your shepherd's purse
Maybe I don't see the same bright green that they see
When I'm chasing daisies in a field of weeds and grass
With a ceiling made of glass
Call me crazy I agree I'm chasing daisies
Maybe one day they'll chase me
Dandelion lips:
Tall tales grown upon your vine my jaundiced valentine
Poison ivy kiss
I felt the sting in your abyss So insidious
Maybe I need rose-colored lens to see what they see
When I'm chasing daisies in a field of weeds and grass
With a ceiling made of glass
Call me crazy I agree I'm chasing daisies
Maybe one day they'll chase me
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That Fragile Capricorn - Chasing Daisies Lyrics
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Morning glory eyes:
A promise in every petal
Pot calling the kettle black books and white lies
You hide the blue streaks that you curse into your shepherd's purse
Maybe I don't see the same bright green that they see
When I'm chasing daisies in a field of weeds and grass
With a ceiling made of glass
Call me crazy I agree I'm chasing daisies
Maybe one day they'll chase me
Dandelion lips:
Tall tales grown upon your vine my jaundiced valentine
Poison ivy kiss
I felt the sting in your abyss So insidious
Maybe I need rose-colored lens to see what they see
When I'm chasing daisies in a field of weeds and grass
With a ceiling made of glass
Call me crazy I agree I'm chasing daisies
Maybe one day they'll chase me
A promise in every petal
Pot calling the kettle black books and white lies
You hide the blue streaks that you curse into your shepherd's purse
Maybe I don't see the same bright green that they see
When I'm chasing daisies in a field of weeds and grass
With a ceiling made of glass
Call me crazy I agree I'm chasing daisies
Maybe one day they'll chase me
Dandelion lips:
Tall tales grown upon your vine my jaundiced valentine
Poison ivy kiss
I felt the sting in your abyss So insidious
Maybe I need rose-colored lens to see what they see
When I'm chasing daisies in a field of weeds and grass
With a ceiling made of glass
Call me crazy I agree I'm chasing daisies
Maybe one day they'll chase me
Writer: Steven Gavrielatos
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